Back in the day, Transman did occasionally indulge in shaking his moneymaker at the local night spots. Well, mostly he just stood around looking troubled and out of place, but he went along with pals like Cristy and Michelle to various watering holes that reeked of clove cigarettes and Boone’s Farm.
Michelle and Cristy danced at these places. Transman did not. He leaned against the wall. Except when the DJ played something really special.
Then, he loped out onto the dance floor and sort of bobbed and weaved and tried to make it look like he had a sense of rhythm. No one was fooled.
If Transman could take you back to the mid-80s, here’s what would get him out on the dance floor:
The Talking Heads’ “Life During Wartime.” Transman is proud to report this is Son 2’s favorite song. He shouts “I got some groceries! I got some peanut butter!” as we pull into the supermarket parking lot.
Even Transman got a little mopey joy out of Robert Smith of the Cure and “Friday I’m in Love.”
The happy cheery guitar work of Johnny Marr on the Smiths’ “Girlfriend in a Coma” brought a smile to Transman’s heart, but he never showed it on the outside because, like, that wouldn’t have been cool, y’know?
Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart” always made Transman tap his toe unobtrusively.
No night on the dance floor was complete until everyone had run out at least once to dance to the Timelords’ “Doctorin’ the Tardis.”
Now, that you’ve had your dancin’ music lined up, burn this post. Transman can’t let it get out that he dug this stuff.